Saturday, May 17, 2008

Good ol' boy in Gucchi loafers

By Capt. Fogg

As much as I like living in small towns - and I do live in one - I must be out of touch with small town America; at least insofar as Karl Rove is being honest and genuine. (feel free to snicker.)

Karl has taken it upon himself, as a true man of the people and judge of patriots, to point out to a meeting of the National Rifle Association yesterday, that Barak Obama is out of touch with the people one needs to be in touch with in order to be the chief executive of the United States, Commander in Chief of the armed forces and representative of our country to the world at large. I must be out of touch because I am, given the chance, going to vote for Barak Obama. I own a number of firearms and learned to shoot when I was 10. I'm an outdoorsman who once had a farm, doesn't drive imported cars or drink Zima and is often seen dining with the local fisherman and bikers at the local tavern. I'm a Democrat. I'm educated. I don't support the NRA. I don't believe in faith.

Rove, whose neck is only red when he ventures out of his burrow, lives in a brand new palatial home in Florida and has spent most of his life promoting the interests of the very powerful to the detriment of truth, justice and what we'd like to call the American Way -- as well as to the detriment of the interests of the people he is now pandering and condescending to by insisting that Barak Obama is a panderer.

Convoluted? Sure, but that's Karl Rove. Karl, whose name has become synonymous with mean, ugly and dirty politics recently advised Obama
"Americans want to see you scrapping and fighting for the job, not in a mean or ugly way but in a forceful and straightforward way."
One has to wonder at the twisted and hidden paths Rove sees as the high road.

Karl, of course isn't exactly the hunting, shooting outdoorsman he was condescending to at the National Rifle Association Convention, and much less is he the God, Guns and Guts kind of a guy I'm familiar with in rural Florida. His face isn't tanned. I'm sure he doesn't wear camo boxer shorts or drink Budweiser or shoot pool with the boys after he punches out for the day. I'm sure he doesn't drive a 'pickemup' with Jesus stickers or gripe about them Jews driving up the price of gas or the Mexicans stealing his livelihood or the mill he works for shipping jobs to India. So it's a bit hard to see him as anything other than the manipulative, propagandizing, phony, lying, condescending, pandering bastard who has been sucking up to the power elite since he had hair.

By suggesting that the political opinions of what he calls "small town Americans" are what is and should be the policies of the United States, he's suggesting the kind of dictatorship of the proletariat that would have him screaming Marxism like a crazed parakeet if any Democrat had said it, and by categorizing the vast majority of us who live in urban or metropolitan areas as unAmerican by virtue of education and affluence he proves himself to be little more than an opportunist looking to rise above the masses by standing on their backs.

Cross posted from Human Voices

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7 Comments:

Blogger Pug said...

He's as phony as they come.

The good news is his arrest is imminent.

10:09:00 AM  
Blogger rockync said...

I am amazed at the complete incomprehension of most of these candidates. They seem to believe that we will believe anything they say. So we have Barak Obama who was shuttled all over the world by his slightly cooky mother, finally being raised by his grandparents, sometimes living in poverty -- but he's an elitist who is out of touch with the people.
Then we have Hillary Rodham growing up the little princess -- when she wasn't sooting ducks with Grandpa, downing shots with the boys or dodging sniper fire with the troops.
Oh, and lest we forget, John McCain, ex-soldier, ex-POW, raised in a military home which might have been rough if you didn't know his father was an Admiral! And now the kept husband of his heiress wife who has never known what it is to mix more water in a meal to stretch it far enough to feed everyone or do without so the kids could get school shoes.
I imagine that Rove is hoping to throw another bone at Obama to divert the reporters. I guess he figures since it worked for the candidates it might work for him.
My most feverent hope is that there are enough reasonably intelligent, independent thinking people left in this country to make a difference come November.

11:47:00 AM  
Blogger Libby Spencer said...

So it's a bit hard to see him as anything other than the manipulative, propagandizing, phony, lying, condescending, pandering bastard who has been sucking up to the power elite since he had hair.

LOL. That has to be one of the most brilliant lines you've ever written Fogg.

12:22:00 PM  
Blogger Capt. Fogg said...

I wish I could believe there was a chance of his being arrested, but I don't think so with all the made men in the justice department.

This elitist crap is bottom of the barrel strategy, even if you forget that it's coming from the richest, most powerful people on earth. Like "Liberal" it means too many things to too many people to have any legitimate use except to produce Marxist class struggles for the benefit of the ruling class.

2:11:00 PM  
Blogger Libby Spencer said...

I think the Congress can send their sgt-at-arms to arrest him and put in a closet in the basement or something. But he'll never be convicted of his crimes. It would take a lifetime to prosecute them, even if they could.

4:41:00 PM  
Blogger Carol Gee said...

You and I have something in common Capt. Fogg: We will have neighbors we don't like. You drew one lucky straw with Rove there in Florida. I drew the other, come January, with Bush to be in the town next to us her in Texas. Ugh!
Great post. You really know to write a good rant.

6:35:00 PM  
Blogger Capt. Fogg said...

Karl is up in the panhandle, which probably ought to be another state entirely. I'm down in South Florida, hundreds of miles away.

Unfortunately, Ann Coulter and Rush Limbaugh live spitting distance from me and I'm surrounded by people who thing they're both brilliant. Aren't I lucky?

9:44:00 AM  

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